I know fear. As many of you are aware, I recently overcame my fear of flying (mostly). In general, I'm a pretty scared person. . . and also, a little scary. I didn't get this way by fluke. I learned from the best: my scaredy-cat mother. .
My mother does not typically enjoy thrill rides--she's more of a Small World/Pirates of the Caribbean/vibrating bed in a cheap motel with my father kind of gal. So I was completely shocked (but in a good way) when she reluctantly agreed to go on Splash Mountain, a water ride that ends with a 50+ foot drop.
It would be great to say that my mother loved Splash Mountain, bought a pair of Mouse Ears with the words "Carli's Mom: Adrenaline Junkie" stitched onto the back, and joined the American Coaster Enthusiasts. Not even close. She was pretty much terrified the entire time. When it was over, she looked at me and said, "I've done it. I've experienced it. And I'm never doing it again." And I know it's just a silly theme park ride, but I was proud of her. I know what it's like to overcome a gigantic fear, and how liberating it can feel to face that fear head-on. Mom took the plunge--all 50+ feet of it--and we'd have the picture to prove it, if it didn't cost $18.95. I mean really, for ONE picture, Disney?
2 comments:
Good for Mom! All kidding aside, the whole facing your fear thing IS a healthy to do from time to time and I think your mom ROCKS for doing that.
Oh, can we please see that picture? I think I might actually pay you $18.95 to see it. ;-)
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